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Starlight Necromancer

Life had never been easy for Foster. Not when he was abandoned by his family, not when he was taken in by a local crime syndicate, and also not when he suddenly found himself in another world full of magic and mystery. The system saved his life, giving him a second chance to live however he wanted here in this new world. After being taken in by a being that should never logically exist, Foster was given the tools that he needed to achieve his selfish desires.

DiceVR · Fantasia
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Something

"What's that? Some sort of armor?" Octer asked, frowning as he approached the display case as the party scouted the room. Foster thought about it for a moment, and then scoffed lightly, "Surprisingly, something similar? Though it's not for combat, it's a suit created to survive out in space."

Everyone in the party stopped, snapping their heads toward Foster, "To survive in space?" Lynol repeated, and Foster nodded, "Mhm. Though they don't wear it all the time. Mostly while they're travelling, and then when they need to get out of their habitat for repairs or something."

"...Does everyone go to space where you're from?" Kyla asked with a frown, and Foster couldn't help but scoff, "Nah, I wish. I guess if you're rich enough it's possible, but no. Astronauts need to train a shitton to be viable for it."

"They train? So they're warriors?"